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Wild ridge on ridge the wooded hills arise	A
Between whose breezy vistas gulfs of skies	A
Pilot great clouds like towering argosies	A
And hawk and buzzard breast the azure breeze	A
With many a foaming fall and glimmering reach	B
Of placid murmur under elm and beech	B
The creek goes twinkling through long gleams and glooms	A
Of woodland quiet summered with perfumes	A
The creek in whose clear shallows minnow schools	A
Glitter or dart and by whose deeper pools	A
The blue kingfishers and the herons haunt	C
That often startled from the freckled flaunt	C
Of blackberry lilies where they feed or hide	D
Trail a lank flight along the forestside	D
With eery clangor Here a sycamore	E
Smooth wave uprooted builds from shore to shore	E
A headlong bridge and there a storm hurled oak	F
Lays a long dam where sand and gravel choke	F
The water's lazy way Here mistflower blurs	A
Its bit of heaven there the ox eye stirs	A
Its gloaming hues of pearl and gold and here	G
A gray cool stain like dawn's own atmosphere	H
The dim wild carrot lifts its crumpled crest	D
And over all at slender flight or rest	D
The dragonflies like coruscating rays	A
Of lapis lazuli and chrysoprase	A
Drowsily sparkle through the summer days	A
And dewlap deep here from the noontide heat	D
The bell hung cattle find a cool retreat	D
And through the willows girdling the hill	I
Now far now near borne as the soft winds will	I
Comes the low rushing of the water mill	I
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Ah lovely to me from a little child	D
How changed the place wherein once undefiled	D
The glad communion of the sky and stream	J
Went with me like a presence and a dream	J
Where once the brambled meads and orchardlands	A
Poured ripe abundance down with mellow hands	A
Of summer and the birds of field and wood	D
Called to me in a tongue I understood	D
And in the tangles of the old rail fence	A
Even the insect tumult had some sense	A
And every sound a happy eloquence	A
And more to me than wisest books can teach	B
The wind and water said whose words did reach	B
My soul addressing their magnificent speech	B
Raucous and rushing from the old mill wheel	K
That made the rolling mill cogs snore and reel	K
Like some old ogre in a faerytale	K
Nodding above his meat and mug of ale	K
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How memory takes me back the ways that lead	D
As when a boy through woodland and through mead	D
To orchards fruited or to fields in bloom	L
Or briery fallows like a mighty room	L
Through which the winds swing censers of perfume	L
And where deep blackberries spread miles of fruit	D
A wildwood feast that stayed the plowboy's foot	D
When to the tasseling acres of the corn	M
He drove his team fresh in the primrose morn	M
And from the liberal banquet nature lent	D
Plucked dewy handfuls as he whistling went	D
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A boy once more I stand with sunburnt feet	D
And watch the harvester sweep down the wheat	D
Or laze with warm limbs in the unstacked straw	N
Near by the thresher whose insatiate maw	N
Devours the sheaves hot drawling out its hum	O
Like some great sleepy bee above a bloom	L
Made drunk with honey while grown big with grain	P
The bulging sacks receive the golden rain	P
Again I tread the valley sweet with hay	Q
And hear the bobwhite calling far away	Q
Or wood dove cooing in the elder brake	R
Or see the sassafras bushes madly shake	R
As swift a rufous instant in the glen	S
The red fox leaps and gallops to his den	S
Or standing in the violet colored gloam	T
Hear roadways sound with holiday riding home	T
From church or fair or country barbecue	U
Which half the county to some village drew	U
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How spilled with berries were its summer hills	A
And strewn with walnuts all its autumn rills	A
And chestnuts too burred from the spring's long flowers	A
June's when their tree tops streamed delirious showers	A
Of blossoming silver cool crepuscular	U
And like a nebulous radiance shone afar	U
And maples how their sappy hearts would pour	U
Rude troughs of syrup when the winter hoar	U
Steamed with the sugar kettle day and night	D
And red the snow was streaked with firelight	D
Then it was glorious the mill dam's edge	V
One slope of frosty crystal laid a ledge	V
Of pearl across above which sleeted trees	A
Tossed arms of ice that clashing in the breeze	A
Tinkled the ringing creek with icicles	A
Thin as the peal of far off elfin bells	A
A sound that in my city dreams I hear	U
That brings before me under skies that clear	U
The old mill in its winter garb of snow	W
Its frozen wheel like a hoar beard below	W
And its west windows two deep eyes aglow	W
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Ah ancient mill still do I picture o'er	U
Thy cobwebbed stairs and loft and grain strewn floor	U
Thy door like some brown honest hand of toil	K
And honorable with service of the soil	K
Forever open to which on his back	X
The prosperous farmer bears his bursting sack	X
And while the miller measures out his toll	K
Again I hear above the cogs' loud roll	K
That makes stout joist and rafter groan and sway	Q
The harmless gossip of the passing day	Q
Good country talk that says how so and so	W
Lived died or wedded how curculio	K
And codling moth play havoc with the fruit	D
Smut ruins the corn and blight the grapes to boot	D
Or what is news from town next county fair	U
How well the crops are looking everywhere	U
Now this now that on which their interests fix	A
Prospects for rain or frost and politics	A
While all around the sweet smell of the meal	K
Filters warm pouring from the rolling wheel	K
Into the bin beside which mealy white	D
The miller looms dim in the dusty light	D
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Again I see the miller's home between	Y
The crinkling creek and hills of beechen green	Y
Again the miller greets me gaunt and brown	Z
Who oft o'erawed my boyhood with his frown	Z
And gray browed mien again he tries to reach	B
My youthful soul with fervid scriptural speech	B
For he of all the countryside confessed	D
The most religious was and goodliest	D
A Methodist who at all meetings led	D
Prayed with his family ere they went to bed	D
No books except the Bible had he read	D
At least so seemed it to my younger head	D
All things of Heaven and Earth he'd prove by this	A
Be it a fact or mere hypothesis	A
For to his simple wisdom reverent	D
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'The Bible says'	A
was all of argument	D
God keep his soul his bones were long since laid	D
Among the sunken gravestones in the shade	D
Of those dark lichened rocks that wall around	D
The family burying ground with cedars crowned	D
Where bristling teasel and the brier combine	A2
With clambering wood rose and the wildgrape vine	A2
To hide the stone whereon his name and dates	A
Neglect with mossy hand obliterates	A

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